Morning

Woke up to a beautiful morning today...

The rains last night could still be felt in the air.. The sky was pretty, blue with little mesh of white clouds, just the way I like it. It was still little cold, not like the overheated mornings of the past fortnight..

The daughter of my house owner has her birthday today, so we got poori and sabzi for saturday breakfast. :-) How better can be a saturday morning?

Alas, thats where it ends.
Right now I am in office. AC is off. 4 people on the floor. what a saturday!
Why do I work so much? Or do I just waste too much time, anmd end up working on weekend? ****!!!! *#@#*@**#@!!!!!!

Next week I am going home. When I come back, all this will end. No extra hours!! Never...

lost.... and not found....

lost something...

its been some time....

but can't find it...

can't even remember what i lost...

just know i lost something.....

small, minute, miniature things sometimes look and feel like huge, humongous boulders... tumbling towards me from the eternal darkness... and i just keep stepping out of their trajectory.. not a good idea, right? gotta find the idiot who's throwing these at me..

will i find him? or will it be a mirror? i guess its a mirror...

but can a mirror throw?

can a mirror make you feel like throwing up?

can a mirror make you miserable?

can it?

then it should be broken, and gotten rid of, right?

can i break the mirror?

tit-bits

i have been thinking of writing many things over the last couple of weeks or so.. everytime i am out riding my bike, some things will hit me.. n i feel like writing about them.. by the time i get back home.. pooof... they r all gone from my head... :-)

Mostly its about her... sometimes about me... maaaaany times about mom, dad n bro...

sometimes about being lonely...

got soaked in a flash of rain this weekend while riding, and remembered bangalore... used to get drenched every evening while going home from IBAB.. Me, Pritish, my bike, the road, and the rain... god.. i miss those days...

its getting scary at work... sumtimes i think they except too much out of me.. if she was here, she would have said "no baby! you can do it..." those were pretty strong words.. n used to charge me up.. but now... nobody to say such things...

get lonely at night.. try to go to sleep... its kinda impossible... thoughts don't die down... what do i do? donno..... no readymade solutions.... have to make one... hopefully soon.... :-)